nna
l force, pressing me back
was a cliff edge I couldn't afford to go near. The lie about the
usible piece of the
rom his intense scrutiny. I made my
whispered. "Scared
ake. I thought if I created some distance, pretended to have someone
The classic story of a subordinate terrified
ld feel his skepticism, a cold wave in the air between us. His wolf, his very essen
sion lessened, replaced by
ty, Johanna," he said, his voice sh
ocating pressure in the car
dest apartment building. It looked absurdly
come to a complete sto
," I mumbled, not looking
e lobby door was safely shut behind me. I didn't look back
n watched her disappe
" he commanded. "And run a backgr
other threat to her, even if h
ntgomery," L
days were a b
ut I felt his presence everywhere. It was a constant, unnerving pressure at the back of my neck
ack into its normal rhythm
headed out to the 24-hour convenience store on the corner. Th
a figure detached itself from th
od ran
Crist
es were wild, bloodshot, and filled
t wasn't over
creamed. I spu
too
head back, a cry of pain torn from my throat. He dragged me backwar
ling the sound. The bag of groceries I'd just bought fell fr
protect you forever?" he snarled
impact knocked the wind out of me. His bod
I struggled, kicking and twisting, but he
through me. Without thinking, I bro
b
silent, desperate
cket against my blouse, a blur of motio
h impossible speed and s
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